"Let It Rock / Little Queenie (Live)" lyrics

["Let It Rock"]

Alright

In the heat of the day down in Mobile, Alabama
Been workin' on the railroad with a steel-drivin' hammer
Tryin' to get some money, get some brand new shoes
Tryin' to find a lady, chase away my blues
Hot and wasted, Lord, sweatin' in the sun
Cussed out by the foreman 'til my work is all done
(Oh, yeah)

Later in the evening when the sun is sinkin' low
I'll be out there waitin' on the whistle to blow
Sittin' in a teepee smokin' out on the track
Rollin' them bones 'til my foreman get back
Suddenly, I hear the brakeman up and shout
"Nonstop train, Bobby, just two miles out, look out"
(Oh, oh, oh)

Everybody jumpin' and a-screamin' around
Tryin' to get a line to get the teepee down
Railroad owner's 'bout to go insane
Tryin' to get the workers out the way of the train
Here come the engineer, honky honk
Can't stop the train, you got to let 'em roll on
(Hey, alright, hey)

Oh, uh
Let it rock
Let it rock
Yeah, let it rock
Yeah, let it rock
Rock and roll all night long

Get your hands now, come on
Come on
Get your hands, get your hands, oh
Yeah, yeah

["Little Queenie"]

Long time ago in Missouri
St. Louis, Missouri, yeah
Home of the blues, birth of the blues
Little old Chuck Berry
Chuck used to say

There she is again, over there by the record machine (Three times)
Lookin' like a model on the cover of a magazine
Too damn cute to be a minute over thirteen, I believe that

Meanwhile, old Chuck, he'd be thinkin'
She's in the mood, no need to break it
I got a chance, and Lord, I'm gonna take it
If she'll dance, we might even make it
Come on, queenie, let's shake it

Little queenie
Go, go, go, little queenie
Rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll, little
Go, go, go, little queenie
Go, go, go, little queenie
Rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll, little (Oh)

Mister Drew Abbott from Royal Oak, Michigan on guitar
Oh, ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah
While I'm at it
Mister Chris Campbell, right here on bass from Plymouth, Michigan
Charlie Martin on the drums from Detroit, Michigan
Tommy Cartmell on saxophone from Birmingham, Michigan
Robyn Robins on keyboards from Grosse Pointe, Michigan
Silver Bullet, yeah
I'm Bob Seger, I'm from Ann Arbor, Michigan

Shake, baby, shake (Come on)
Shake, baby, shake (Everybody in Detroit)
Shake, baby, shake (Come on, I'm gonna turn you loose)
Shake, baby, shake (Here we go)
Said shake, baby, shake
Shake, baby, shake(A little louder)
Shake, baby, shake (Ooh)
Shake, baby, shake (Soundin' good)
Shake, baby, shake (Oh)
Shake, baby, shake (Oh, ooh)
Ooh yeah, I believe, I believe
I believe we're about ready, don't you?
Play that guitar, rock and roll

Oh
Said go on and let it rock
Go on and let it rock
Reach on down to your soul
You ever been to Detroit, Michigan soul
And let it, let it, let it, let it, let it, let it
Rock and roll all night long
Hey, yeah
Oh, you're a beautiful audience, good night
Ooh
Thank you
Bob Seger and the Silver Bullet Band, thank you
Good night, good night